She'd sat poised in his lawyer's office as the paperwork was filled out. Then, she'd laughed after the check had been written and waved it in his face. "I would've done it for much less," she'd taunted.
Drake had calmly closed his briefcase and impassively told her that his son's safety was worth it.
Ha! Like Dierk hadn't been safe with her! He'd had a roof over his head & a wonderful nanny to see to his needs. It had irked her that she hadn't been able to get a rise out of him as he oh-so-calmly walked away.
But, now she & Roberto had $50,000! They had spent many nights whispering about what they could do with the money. And the decision had been made.
Watching him move his hands on the keyboard and make a few clicks, Vamsi felt excitement coursing through her veins.
"Done." Roberto announced. "Midnight Flows now belongs to US!"
Roberto wiggled his eyebrows. "First, a small detour," he said as he leaned in for a kiss.
"People just don't know we're open yet. It'll get better with the advertising I'm setting up," Roberto explained.
"Trust me, have I ever steered you wrong?"
That could be a problem.
Especially with business going as well as it was.
Roberto couldn't believe the nerve of Vamsi! Telling him what to do as though he was a novice! Who did she think she was anyways! She hadn't dealt with half the business aspects that he had!
Feeling irritated, he stormed out of the house.